Saturday, December 20, 2008

Nineteen. Ollie.

"Will you write a Christmas story for me, please?"

It was nighttime on Christmas Eve, the day before Christmas. The monkey and the sheep were sleeping, and then they woke up, and it was Christmas. They opened their presents, and they played with their toys. The monkey got some glasses, and the sheep got the same thing. They were sunglasses.

The monkey said, "It's Christmas morning! Let's play!" First they danced. And then they did football. And then they wanted to sit down and tell stories to each other.

"Once upon a time, there was a man, and he was walking along, and he was trying to find something to eat. The end." That was the monkey's story. And then the sheep told her story.

""Once upon a time there was a woman, and she was going fishing. She caught a fish, and then she caught another one and another one and another one and another one and another one. Then she went home and she cooked the fish and they ate them. The end."